Little wealth

"Okay, you don't want to eat any more. Let's save our stomachs for meat at night." After the child ate half of a rice dumpling, Josh fed the child some rice soup and touched the child's swollen belly after eating. If there is no stomach, I will no longer give the zongzi children to eat.

The little baby stood on tiptoe, looking at the big bowl on the table with a pair of eyes, a little disappointed on his little face, gone?

But Xiaowaer quickly remembered that the kitchen was still there, and pointed to the outside and shouted, "Yes."

"..." Is it really good that their son is so smart?Josh couldn't laugh or cry, he held the child to point out his little hand, and when he touched the child's greasy hand, he took the child to wash his hands, "No, we will eat at night. We are too full now, so we will eat at night." I can't hold any food."

Although the child was a little disappointed, but fortunately he was very obedient after his stomach was full. He didn't make a fuss and insisted on eating, so he rode his small wooden cart around the house.

"Don't eat them too. Let's send some of the rice dumplings left in the kitchen to Brother Chen's house. It's just for them to have lunch." The dozen or so rice dumplings brought over just now have been eaten, and Qiao Xu will not allow these people Go to the kitchen to get zongzi and eat.

Zhao Amu also felt that she should send some zongzi to her in-laws, she nodded and said, "Well, I want to give them some, since they probably haven't eaten at the moment, hurry up and send them to them." The children of the two families He just got engaged, and even before the marriage was consummated, half a fan of pork was sent over there, which shows that Chen Butcher is very generous.

Since others treated them like this, their family should return the same kindness.

But since she sent things to Chen's house, Zhao Amu didn't forget that there was still Qiao's house, so she asked, "Why don't you send some zongzi to your mother's house too?"

"...Forget it, I won't send it to Qiao's house, so that they will run to us all day long, and I don't have time to greet them!" The Chen family sent so much pork Come here, but Qiao's side didn't even bring over a zongzi leaf, and Qiao Xu didn't think about the people from Qiao's side at all.

Usually, they don't have much contact with each other, so there's no need to rush to deliver zongzi to others now.In order not to send some things over there, the people over there will stick to it. The endless things are annoying, and he can't be bothered to deal with those people. He thinks it's good to just keep away from each other.

"Hey, you kid." Zhao Amu still wanted to say something.

Josh waved his hand and told his mother to stop talking, "I don't know if the water in the pot is dry, I'll go to the kitchen to see." He didn't forget that the rice dumplings were still cooking in the kitchen pot, so he went to the kitchen passed.

Zhao Amu looked at the daughter-in-law who had gone away, and turned to look at her son, thinking that the son never tried to persuade her husband.

Zhao He looked away, and saw his mother looking at him, and the man said, "If he doesn't want to, forget it."

"Hey, it's up to you." Zhao Amu also knew the truth, since his daughter-in-law said no, he, as an Amu, had to forget about it.However, compared to the people from Qiao's family who come here to make troubles all day long, he thinks it's better to have no contact between the two sides and have fewer things.

The grandson has grown up to this age and still doesn't know his grandpa and grandma. He has resentment towards the Qiao family in his heart.Since the daughter-in-law doesn't like to associate with people from her natal family, he, as an aunt, just listens to his son and daughter-in-law.

There is still a strong smell of zongzi in the kitchen, and the pot of cooking zongzi on the stove is gurgling and steaming

Just when he came in, he saw that the firewood in the stove was almost burnt to the end, Josh hurriedly pushed the remaining firewood in, and added two more firewood into the stove.Open the lid of the pot, add two tablespoons of cold water to the height just enough to cover the rice dumplings, put the lid back on and continue cooking.

The firewood piled in the corner was almost used up. He thought the zongzi was delicious, but it was a bit expensive to cook the zongzi!

After checking the zongzi on the dustpan to dry the water, he felt it was still warm, Josh found a basket and put all the zongzi in the basket, called his uncle to come over, and said: "This Brother Chen and his father should be at home soon, so you can send this zongzi to them as soon as possible. Remember to remind them not to eat too many zongzi, and they will come over for dinner at night."

"Also, don't steal food on the way!"

"...Understood, I won't!" Zhao Hu took the basket, although he really wanted to lift the lid and steal a piece to eat, but now his brother pointed it out so shamelessly, He quickly grabbed the basket and ran outside.

Josh looked at the people who had run away, couldn't help but smile, and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

The rice dumplings in the pot were still cooking, and the firewood in the stove could still burn for a while, so instead of standing in the kitchen and waiting, he went outside.

"Are you sleepy? Then let's go back to sleep." Catching the son who rushed over, seeing the child rubbing his eyes sleepily, he carried the child back into the house.

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At this time, Zhao Hu went to Chen's house with the zongzi, stood at the door and looked in with his heels on his heels, but he didn't dare to knock on the door directly to go in, and wandered outside other people's yards like a thief.

Chen Yan, who was packing his clothes in the room, noticed a shaking figure outside the door. Seeing that the figure was a little familiar, he put down the clothes in his hand, went out, and was stuffed into a basket in his hand.

The visitor was about to run away as soon as he stuffed the basket, but Chen Yan quickly stopped him, "Hey! Wait!"

"What, what's the matter?"

After running for two steps, he turned his head, and did not dare to look at his brother's face, but just stared at his heels with a blushing face and lowered head.He was wearing a pair of old shoes today, and there was a hole in the toe, and he didn't even know it.

A smile flashed in Chen Yan's eyes, he suppressed the smile, coughed, and asked, "What's in it?"

"Yes, it's the zongzi made at home. Brother, brother asked me to give it to you." After saying this quickly, Zhao Hu raised his head and glanced at his brother in front of him, met Chen Yan's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at others.

Chen Yan opened the lid, took a look inside, and asked, "Why don't you come in for a glass of water?"

"No no no, no need." Zhao Hu waved his hands hastily, and said no several times in a row, just like there was a man-eating monster in the yard, "I'll go back first." After leaving such a sentence, he hurriedly said no. Ran.

Seeing the man run away, Chen Yan smiled a little, and went home with a basket.

Chen Tuhu, who was sleeping on a bamboo chair, heard the voices outside just now. This time, he was sure that the second boy of the Zhao family had come to find his brother. For the sake of engagement, he just went out and beat people away.

Seeing his brother come in with a basket, Chen Tuhu sat up from the bamboo chair, touched his big bald head, and asked, "What's in the basket?" Why did he smell a fragrance?

"It's zongzi, just brought by Zhao Hu. Father, do you want to eat it?" Chen Yan lifted the lid, took out a zongzi from inside, and handed it to his father.

"It's just that I'm a little hungry. Give me one." Chen Tuhu took the zongzi, pulled off the leaves, took a bite of the zongzi, and said, "Delicious!" It was the first time he had eaten salty zongzi. , there is not only pork in it, but he took a closer look at the stuffing in the zongzi, as well as mushrooms, eggs and soybeans. He didn't know how this zongzi was made, why it was so delicious!

Chen Yan also moved a small stool to sit beside his father, and he placed the basket on... a stool, took a zongzi apart and ate it.After taking a bite, he knew that this zongzi must have been made by Brother Qiao, because only Brother Qiao could make such delicious food!

The father and son got up early in the morning to kill the pigs, and sold the pigs at the entrance of the village. They sold them all morning and came back. The two bowls of porridge and steamed buns they ate in the morning were long gone.At this moment, I have no time to get food when I come back, and I am still hungry.

It just so happened that the basket of zongzi that Zhao Hu sent over became lunch for the father and son.

When Chen Yan came back, he had to pack up the things at home. He had just taken a shower and changed into clean clothes. If Zhao Hu had found him earlier, he would have been ashamed to go out to see his fiancé.

They are the only father and son in their family. Chen Yan has lost his mother since he was a child. His father, a rough guy, raised him with one hand. His temper is not like an ordinary brother. Even the temper is very rough.Both father and son are not good at cooking. It used to be Chen Butcher who cooked, but now it is Chen Yan. The food cooked by father and son cannot be said to be delicious.

Chen Tuhu is not a picky eater. He usually eats whatever his brother cooks, and he never says a word when the cooking is good or bad.But the zongzi that he ate today really suits his taste, Chen Tuhu nodded after eating it, finished one in two or three bites, and went to get the second one.

Although Chen Yan didn't speak, it could be seen from the speed at which he ate that he liked eating this zongzi very much.

The eating movements of the father and son are almost exactly the same. You reach for the second one after eating one zongzi, and I reach for the second one after I finish eating one.Soon, half of the basket of sticky rice dumplings was gone, and the father and son were still taking...

After running a few steps away, Zhao Hu remembered that he forgot to tell Brother Chen what his brother told him, and wanted to go back, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare, so he had to head back home with his head down.

At this time, Josh, who was at home, picked up the rice dumplings from the second pot, and there were still a few that couldn't be put in just now, so he continued to put them into the pot to cook.Seeing their uncle come back from the outside with his head drooping, he shouted, "I'm back so soon, have you sent the zongzi to Chen's house?"

"Well, I've sent it." Zhao Hu responded, went into the kitchen to take a look, saw that there was nothing for him to do, and went outside.